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protect his master. “It’s all I’ve ever known.”
She bit her lip, but she still refused to look at him. Instead she squared her shoulders as the feel of her magic swirled around him. “I’ll be back.”
Fear exploded through Torque.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
He grabbed her arms, roughly hauling her into his lap, but he instantly knew he was too late. She lay limp in his arms, her essence already leaving her body to travel beyond the walls of their prison.
CHAPTER FIVE
Char felt…unsettled.
At first he assumed it was a result of his long sexual drought. Despite his teasing with Torque, it’d actually been weeks since he’d visited the harem to enjoy the various females who were always eager to invite him to their beds.
Not since he’d seen his master with his beautiful mate, Tayla.
The sight had been a revelation.
Suddenly he was witnessing the relationship between a mated couple.
Not just lust, although Baine could barely keep his hands off his lovely consort. But teasing and laughter and a soul-deep affection.
It made the thought of a fleeting night of passion…
Hmm.
He wasn’t sure.
He only knew that he wasn’t as content with sex as he had been before he’d seen what was possible.
But as the hours passed, he accepted that his restlessness wasn’t just sexual frustration. Instead, it was directly connected to Torque.
His fellow guard had been gone for a few days, but it wasn’t until that morning that Char had felt a jarring sense of loss as his mental connection to the younger male had been abruptly severed.
All of Baine’s warriors shared a telepathic bond that allowed them to fight as a seamless unit during battle.
It should only have been broken if Torque…
The thought didn’t have time to form as a massive fist smashed into the center of his face, sending him flying across the gym to land flat on his back.
Pain exploded through Char.
Shit. He knew better than to try and train when he was distracted. Especially when his sparring partner was a six foot six half-breed dragon with massive muscles and a burning desire to earn a place among Baine’s warriors.
A shadow fell across him before a lean face with smoldering black eyes and a gleeful smile was hovering directly above his head.
“Do you give?” Vynom demanded.
“Fuck that,” Char growled, surging upright to lunge toward his companion with a wicked speed.
His hands were a blur of movement as he hammered the young male with a series of blows that quickly had him retreating across the practice mat.
Fire spilled around them as Char spun through the air and landed a kick that cracked at least two ribs.
“Stop.” Vynom dropped to his knees, holding up a hand of surrender.
Clenching his aching jaw, Char leashed his beast, his body trembling with the effort not to shift. He was one of the very few half-breeds who could actually become a dragon. He had to take care he didn’t accidentally lose control of his inner animal.
Warily straightening, the younger male lifted a hand to touch the blood welling from a cut on his lower lip.
“Damn, dude. What crawled up your ass?”
Char grimaced. “I need to go see our master.”
Vynom shook his head, his long, dark hair that was pulled into a braid brushing against his back.
“While you’re at it, why don’t you get laid?” the warrior-in-training suggested. “You seem a little on edge.”
Char shrugged, moving to grab a towel to wipe the sweat from his bare chest and arms.
“Or I could come back here and kick your ass again,” he suggested, drying his face before he tossed aside the towel.
Vynom headed toward the nearby baths. “I vote for the getting-laid option.”
Char rolled his eyes, leaving the gym.
He ignored the startled gazes that followed his slender form as he marched down the wide corridor that was lined with priceless tapestries. It was rare that he ever left his private rooms without being elegantly attired in black slacks and a silk shirt.
He took
She bit her lip, but she still refused to look at him. Instead she squared her shoulders as the feel of her magic swirled around him. “I’ll be back.”
Fear exploded through Torque.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
He grabbed her arms, roughly hauling her into his lap, but he instantly knew he was too late. She lay limp in his arms, her essence already leaving her body to travel beyond the walls of their prison.
CHAPTER FIVE
Char felt…unsettled.
At first he assumed it was a result of his long sexual drought. Despite his teasing with Torque, it’d actually been weeks since he’d visited the harem to enjoy the various females who were always eager to invite him to their beds.
Not since he’d seen his master with his beautiful mate, Tayla.
The sight had been a revelation.
Suddenly he was witnessing the relationship between a mated couple.
Not just lust, although Baine could barely keep his hands off his lovely consort. But teasing and laughter and a soul-deep affection.
It made the thought of a fleeting night of passion…
Hmm.
He wasn’t sure.
He only knew that he wasn’t as content with sex as he had been before he’d seen what was possible.
But as the hours passed, he accepted that his restlessness wasn’t just sexual frustration. Instead, it was directly connected to Torque.
His fellow guard had been gone for a few days, but it wasn’t until that morning that Char had felt a jarring sense of loss as his mental connection to the younger male had been abruptly severed.
All of Baine’s warriors shared a telepathic bond that allowed them to fight as a seamless unit during battle.
It should only have been broken if Torque…
The thought didn’t have time to form as a massive fist smashed into the center of his face, sending him flying across the gym to land flat on his back.
Pain exploded through Char.
Shit. He knew better than to try and train when he was distracted. Especially when his sparring partner was a six foot six half-breed dragon with massive muscles and a burning desire to earn a place among Baine’s warriors.
A shadow fell across him before a lean face with smoldering black eyes and a gleeful smile was hovering directly above his head.
“Do you give?” Vynom demanded.
“Fuck that,” Char growled, surging upright to lunge toward his companion with a wicked speed.
His hands were a blur of movement as he hammered the young male with a series of blows that quickly had him retreating across the practice mat.
Fire spilled around them as Char spun through the air and landed a kick that cracked at least two ribs.
“Stop.” Vynom dropped to his knees, holding up a hand of surrender.
Clenching his aching jaw, Char leashed his beast, his body trembling with the effort not to shift. He was one of the very few half-breeds who could actually become a dragon. He had to take care he didn’t accidentally lose control of his inner animal.
Warily straightening, the younger male lifted a hand to touch the blood welling from a cut on his lower lip.
“Damn, dude. What crawled up your ass?”
Char grimaced. “I need to go see our master.”
Vynom shook his head, his long, dark hair that was pulled into a braid brushing against his back.
“While you’re at it, why don’t you get laid?” the warrior-in-training suggested. “You seem a little on edge.”
Char shrugged, moving to grab a towel to wipe the sweat from his bare chest and arms.
“Or I could come back here and kick your ass again,” he suggested, drying his face before he tossed aside the towel.
Vynom headed toward the nearby baths. “I vote for the getting-laid option.”
Char rolled his eyes, leaving the gym.
He ignored the startled gazes that followed his slender form as he marched down the wide corridor that was lined with priceless tapestries. It was rare that he ever left his private rooms without being elegantly attired in black slacks and a silk shirt.
He took
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